The choice of the goddess of another world

Chapter [-]

"This era belongs to me, and in this hour of night I will be the only one"

The mysterious and disappearing divine voice continued to surround the Xiaoyue clan, but what was different this time was that the divine voice made them unable to resist at all. The short words seemed to come from the voice in my heart It also makes you want to believe her and believe in her.

"It's impossible for our Xiaoyue clan to be like this. It's impossible that we are not the darlings of the Moon God. Aren't we devout followers of the Moon God? How could this be?" Xiaoyue felt the belief slowly changing in her heart, Xiaoyue Said in disbelief.

"We did not betray, this is the power of the Moon God, Ling'er, the Moon God did not abandon us, did not abandon us" Yintian suddenly raised his head at this time, a pair of wolf eyes shone with a dazzling light, a compelling look The imposing manner suddenly emanated from this aged body.

"Yintian, your strength" Xiaoyue looked at Yintian beside her in surprise and said in amazement.

"My strength has recovered, it has recovered" Although it has only recovered the strength of the fifth level, it has the power of the former mainland emperor, Silver Emperor, and its aura is still very comparable.

"How could this be, Yintian, did you betray the Moon God, you..."

"Ling'er, your strength is too strong, you should feel it, feel that power." Yintian didn't say much, but closed his eyes tightly to feel the power coming from that divine voice.

Xiaoyue heard what Yintian said, and began to close her eyes to feel the power. As a god-level power, she quickly realized that although the power was very weak, she couldn't hide the inherent strength of the power, and The power that came along with the voice of the gods has a very familiar feeling. Although the breath is a little different, it is definitely the power of the moon god. The moon god has not abandoned us, and our great moon god has returned again. Now, Xiaoyue opened her eyes and looked at the blurry figure in mid-air. Tears flowed down her eyes slowly, a feeling of joy or something filled her heart as Xiaoyue watched. The clansmen who recovered one after another stood on the mountain peak and let out a long, unknowing howl at the phantom in the sky. The clansmen at the foot of the mountain also raised their heads and roared continuously, which was different from the previous ending. Full of hope and a kind of inexplicable belief, it was not until Yintian beside Xiaoyue broke away from his eyes that the long-lasting whistling stopped abruptly. The clansmen strode forward and stood at the highest point of the mountain, facing the silver moon all over the sky, facing the bursts of divine voices, under the reverent eyes of the clansmen at the foot of the mountain, let out a long and endless howl, I——Silver God is back.

However, while the Xiaoyue clan was rejuvenated, something extraordinary happened in a remote place in the Warcraft Forest. This place should have been a dead and silent cemetery, where flowers and birds did not come out, and green trees did not grow. But there are traces of silvery white light gathering bit by bit. As the silvery white light increased, it seemed as if a Wuxing hand appeared in the midair and compressed this group of silvery white light fiercely. It became a crystal clear silver-white liquid. Although there is only a small drop, the drop is slowly expanding with the passage of time. When the drop gradually becomes larger, it seems that it cannot bear its own strength. The weight is average, and this drop of water burst out a drop towards the cemetery below, and it penetrated quickly as if absorbed by this land. If those who think they are gods see it, it will definitely be big It's unfair to know that they have worked so hard for hundreds of years, but they may not be able to condense the power of faith they have collected into a single drop, but this is not over yet. The white water droplets grew bigger again for several times, and then dripped towards the cemetery below as if they couldn't bear it anymore, as if something had been absorbed by the ground, thus forming a total of eight identical water droplets back and forth. There were exactly nine drops of water at the very beginning, as if they were satisfied, the silvery white light dissipated quickly, and the place once again regained its former tranquility. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it dead silence.

After a long time, an unknown voice came intermittently from the cemetery. It was indistinct and unintelligible. In addition, this dead environment always made people feel shuddering. After a while, the intermittent voice completely disappeared. It disappeared and was replaced by a complete voice, but it sounded very weak, as if it was blocked by something.

"Xiaoyou...Xiaoyou...where are you, what is this place, why am I here, Xiaoyou" the weak call was connected in a U-shape intermittently, and it sounded complete, But the voice was so weak that it seemed to be an illusion, the long call didn't have any effect, and everything around it was still the same as before, and it didn't play any role because of the call.

"Xiaoyou, where are you, Xiaoyou?" Looking at the deadly darkness, what is it? Why am I here? Shouldn't I be in the academy? When I came to this world for the first time, I really didn’t know whether I was dreaming or I had been dreaming all the time. I stretched out my hand and touched the surrounding lightly. It seemed that it was really in a coffin. Did I have a destiny with this place? Ah, I don't know where Xiaoyou has gone. If Xiaoyou was here, maybe it wouldn't be so dark here. Just as I was thinking about it, a bright light appeared in front of my eyes and instantly hurt my eyes, "Is that you, Xiaoyou?" Enduring the sting of my eyes, I asked, but my question did not arouse the slightest reaction. I felt the slightest worry in an instant. Between the places where the light came from, Xiao You floated there with her eyes closed, without the slightest movement.

"What's wrong with you, Xiaoyou, are you okay?" I quickly put Xiaoyou on my chest and looked at Xiaoyou who closed his eyes tightly. I asked worriedly, but Xiaoyou didn't move at all, I was worried Shaking Xiaoyou's body again, I suddenly felt something wet stuck to my hand. I took it in and took a look. I thought it was Xiaoyou's saliva. I tried hard to open my hand. Take a closer look with your eyes, and sure enough, there are traces of unknown liquid remaining in the corner of Xiaoyou's mouth, which is continuously flowing down the corner of the mouth.

Damn Xiaoyou always makes my sister and I worry in vain. I don’t know what kind of thing you were in your last life when you fell asleep thinking about it. Hey, you slept soundly. How could I sleep, sister? Sleeping in a coffin again, hey, it seems that I It's related to the coffin.